The door of the General's Mansion has been knocked since Mao hour.
The door attendant shouted, and the man simply knelt at the door and refused to leave.
But it looked like he was dressed like a handyman in a brothel.
It is extremely unlucky for such a person to kneel in front of the general's mansion.
"Please, sir! This is a life-saving matter! My sister Xiang has had unbearable abdominal pain since Yinshi. She has been to several doctors but nothing has cured her -"
"You madams are not feeling well. Why did you come to our general's residence? Why don't you get out of here and keep grinding? I will serve you with my imperial staff!"
"No, no, no, no, I'm here to look for Miss He Qi! She told Sister Xiang yesterday that if you have unbearable abdominal pain, remember to come to her to get medicine!"
It’s He Qi again?!
Does she really think she is a miracle doctor?
The doorman was shocked and suspicious. The general woke up in He Yunchu's hands yesterday, and the whole city knew about it.
Does she still have contact with the brothel madam?
Just as I was thinking about it, the door of the mansion opened with a creak.
I saw a tall woman in scarlet clothes, yawning and stretching out her waist. Seeing this scene, I was not surprised.
Turtle Gong suddenly changed his direction: "Miss He Qi! Please save Sister Xiang!"
He Yunchu waited late at the General's Mansion last night to ensure that Zhao Su was released from prison.
Just stay overnight.
After glancing at the turtle man, He Yunchu walked down the stairs and said, "Let's go."
It looked like something that had been expected for a long time.
It seemed as if he was not going to a brothel, but to some high-ranking prince's mansion.
The door attendant looked down upon him, He Yunchu was really depraved!
He Yunchu ignored the looks of others.
Her heroic ambition yesterday was not a sudden whim. Women in this era are too weak.
He Qingyu could be so arrogant because He Yunchu had no one to rely on behind him.
Luck accounted for half of yesterday's escape. In this imperial capital where power surges, if she didn't pay attention, she might be killed.
However, money and power have been an aphrodisiac since ancient times. If you want to avoid being bullied, the most important thing is to
Do it!
money!
So she had the foresight to leave a clue with Sister Xiang.
Yesterday, she told Meng Ke that she had somewhere to go. It was not just a whim, but a decision. The brothel was the one she wanted to return to.
Returning to Liuxiufang, passers-by saw her with complicated eyes.
"You said, someone who sells herself to a brothel has a good appearance at least. What does it mean that someone like her has a disfigured appearance and has to go to a brothel?"
"She saved General Meng yesterday and is in the limelight. There's no guarantee that no man will fall in love with her."
"Yes, and she has such a graceful figure, and she was once a prince, so maybe people are rushing to get her!"
"Shh, keep your voice down, she's looking over!"
He Yunchu put his hands on his hips and said with disgust: "You think your voice is very quiet? Do you need me to use another horn to shout for you?"
‘Swish’.
The crowd of onlookers dispersed in a hurry.
Your ears are instantly clean.
The turtle man swallowed hard and came up with a very magical idea——
If He Yunchu is in Liuxiufang in the future, will they at least be able to fight without losing?
After entering the door, I heard Sister Xiang's cry for help from a distance.
"Hey, where is He Qi? Why don't you come on? I love you so much! Why don't you find her for me?"
He Yunchu leaned against the door frame and said lazily: "Here comes Sister Xiang."
"Oh my ancestor!" Sister Xiang almost rolled off the bed when she saw her: "Auntie, what on earth did you feed me?!"
He Yunchu lowered his head, took out a similarly jet-black pill from his sleeve, and held it in his hand.
She made it clear that she wanted to negotiate terms.
How could Sister Xiang not understand?
People who have been through hard work have the best eyesight.
Sister Xiang has already seen He Yunchu's posture yesterday.
When she said those words, it meant that the matter was not over yet.
She was rolling on the bed in pain: "What do you want to do, you tell me!"
"Cooperate, Sister Xiang."
He Yunchu was not afraid at all that she would turn her back on her, so he walked over and gave the medicine to Sister Xiang and sat down on her bedside.
Mr. Turtle said worriedly: "Sister Xiang, this, this woman cannot be trusted!"
He Yunchu admitted his mistake very straightforwardly: "I was the one who offended yesterday, but I also have to have a bargaining chip in my hand, right?"
Sister Xiang swallowed the medicine and looked directly at He Yunchu.
It's impossible to say not to be angry.
Even if she asks someone to send He Yunchu to the government now, this bastard will not be able to struggle at all.
However, Sister Xiang firmly remembered He Yunchu's words.
"Do you want to be the richest woman in Fu Feng City?"
Sister Xiang has been traveling around the world for many years, and her heart has become as cold as the fan in her hand.
The only thing that interests me is money.
Who thinks it’s too much money?
But He Yunchu made her change her mind again and again. Not only did she not suffer any loss from He San, but she also showed off her medical skills in the General's Mansion.
Moreover, the poison he administered to his body was not known to the doctors around him.
After taking the medicine she gave me, the pain in my stomach gradually disappeared!
Is this woman... really as simple as the rumors say?
Thinking of this, she asked hesitantly: "What can you bring me?"
He Yunchu folded his arms and said with interest: "Then it depends on what Sister Xiang wants?"
"If I want it, you can do it?"
"Let me guess," He Yunchu approached her and whispered softly: "Does Sister Xiang want Liuxiufang to become the number one in Fufeng?"
Of course, that is what I have wanted to do all my life, but how easy is it?
She has been working in Jiji, Fufeng City for nearly ten years, and it has only begun to take shape.
It is totally incomparable to Zhaoyuefang next door.
"Give me one month." He Yunchu said: "Within one month, all management and control will be obeyed by me. Not to mention making a fortune every day, we will at least double the harvest."
Double the harvest?
One month?
Sister Xiang just thought she was talking nonsense: "Do you know what you are talking about? Even if I promise you, if I fail to do it, how can you compensate for the loss of one month?"
He Yunchu waved and asked Mr. Turtle to get paper and pen.
The turtle masters and the waiters who didn't take customers during the day all gathered around.
She looked at He Yunchu curiously, wondering what kind of bargaining chip she would use to talk to Sister Xiang.
You know, she doesn't have any money now, let alone a name, and her face is disfigured.
No matter how you look at it, there is no condition to exchange with Sister Xiang.
But He Yunchu was completely unhurried.
Because she was not good at using the brush, the ink blurred when she started writing, but when the words "Deed of Surrogacy" appeared on the paper, everyone was still surprised.
The former seventh daughter of the He Mansion and the Crown Princess of the East Palace...
...actually sold herself to a brothel.
He Yunchu presented it solemnly: There is a woman named He Yunchu. From now on, she will commit herself to Liuxiufang. She will take over your place within a month and promote it to the number one in Fufeng City. Otherwise, the contract of sale will be indefinite.
I threw the pen away and put a red fingerprint on it.
Handing the paper to Sister Xiang's hand, she looked relaxed: "Are you relieved now?"
Sister Xiang was shocked. She had met many people.
But the official lady is the most pretentious. If she sells herself to a brothel, she will lose her whole life's future.
She squeezed the contract of prostitution in her hand and half-raised a smile: "You'd better keep your word."
This is considered a promise.
He Yunchu rushed to put it on the shelf: "Two copies, Sister Xiang also fingerprints."
After getting the piece of paper stamped by Sister Xiang, He Yunchu put it in his arms.
Sister Xiang was curious: "Where do you plan to start?"
"No rush, I've already thought about it and will start tomorrow."
The next day, Sister Xiang got up early and looked downstairs, almost fainting——